Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

However, even the level training would only take three times at most, and in the end, Lind still helped Kitama silently.

After finishing her midnight snack, Qitama lay down next to Linde in silence, as if nothing had happened. The two fell asleep without saying a word.

The next morning, Lind got up a little later than usual. He woke up similarly to the morning before, feeling refreshed, but this morning he felt much more tired and heavy. He didn't want to get up and wanted to lie down for a while.

Linde opened his sleepy eyes and looked to the side. The cow beside his pillow was gone. He looked around and saw that Kitama was already dressed and preparing breakfast.

“Sister Kitama…” Lind muttered to himself.

"Good morning, Linde." Hearing Linde's voice, Kitama turned her head and smiled and nodded at Linde. "Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."

At this moment, Kitama's face was filled with a bright smile, and her tone was very gentle and cheerful, without any of the slightly yandere feeling she had when she came back last night.

Sure enough, was it because he smelled Cynthia's scent on himself?

Looking at Kitama who had returned to his original state, he felt a little tired. It had only been two days in a row, and he felt a little tired. When he thought of the groups of beastmen...

No, if I think about so much, I will really die. If I do nothing, my birthday the year after next will be my anniversary.

Although I want to stay in bed and sleep a little longer, I have something very important to do this morning. I have to take the puppet to visit the legendary otaku girl and I can't delay.

After getting up, he simply washed up. While washing, Kitama suddenly came over, picked up the towel, and gently washed Linde's face.

"Sister?" Linde looked at Kitama in confusion.

"Wash it well~" Kitama said softly while helping Linde wash his face. "If you don't wash it well, the smell will remain~"

"……Um."

Sure enough, Sister Kitama smelled Cynthia's scent on her face.

As the last members of the Thunder Tribe, the oldest new beastman tribe on Ivojin Island, Kitama and Katie are tasked with revitalizing the Thunder Tribe. Although there are still three members of the Thunder Tribe, in addition to the two sisters, there is also the old shaman Thrall, but Thrall is already a grandfather, and the task of carrying on the family line is too heavy for him.

The mission of continuing the Thunder Tribe undoubtedly falls on the shoulders of the sisters Katie and Kitama, and they have already made it clear to the people who want to continue the tribe.

From the perspective of both the new beastmen and humans, Katie and Kitama are already mature and can reproduce at any time, just waiting for Lind.

So when the scent of Cynthia appeared on Lind's face, a scent with special meaning, Kitama asked Lind for some deposit last night.

Kitama vented a little last night, and although the atmosphere was set to that point, like Cynthia, Kitama did not take the final step. As for Katie and Schnee, Lind did not ask, but in fact, Kitama, as the hostess, forced the two to stay somewhere else last night.

Yes, hostess. As the person who cooks in this family, Kitama is already the de facto hostess.

Kitama carefully helped Lind wipe all the places on his body where his scent remained, including the nozzle, and he almost accidentally discharged the gun during the wiping process.

After the scrubbing, the two enjoyed breakfast together. Although it was not time to express milk, Kitama gently said that she could drink milk anytime when she felt the urge.

It feels like Kitama really regards herself as Lind's mother.

After having breakfast and drinking some milk, Linde left the tent with Kitama seeing him off.

For a better tomorrow! I have to go find mines myself!

Chapter 302 Visiting Group

After two consecutive nights of high-intensity exercise, Lind felt physically and mentally exhausted, which was unavoidable, after all, Lind was still very young.

Friends who exercise regularly know that individual practice is different from actual combat. The consumption of physical energy is not at the same level. A person may not feel tired even if he trains for a week in a row, but after a real combat, he may be so tired that he can't get up from the bed the next day.

For Lind, this problem was a bit serious, because the exercise mission was a bit heavy. All the female new beastmen in the camp were potential targets. They actually regarded themselves as beast kings. It was impossible for Efit, a follower of the evil god, to not have this motivation. In addition, the Divine Emperor Sister who took tutoring courses with him the day before yesterday...

Linde already felt a dull pain in his waist.

Now that we have encountered it, our physical demands will be very high in the future. In order to avoid sustainable exhaustion in the future, we must start preparing now.

Squats, beef, seashells, leeks, Kegels, desensitization... As he walked toward the main tent, Lind was thinking about ways to improve his physical fitness, but he felt that none of these methods could reach the level of qualitative change.

What I need is to be like the lion king of a lion group, who can practice exercises hundreds of times a day during a specific period of time every year, within about a week to half a month.

As far as I can remember, in the documentaries I watched before traveling through time, if the lion king couldn't keep up with the physical strength, the lioness would bite the lion king...

"Wow~" Just when Linde was having a bit of phantom pain from his wild thoughts, he suddenly bumped into a plump body that was hard yet elastic.

"Good morning, Sir Lind." Lind bumped into Sister Cynthia, whom he had just thought of. "What are you thinking about? You are so absent-minded."

I wonder if you will bite your own Jinjin.

"Nothing, just a little thing." Linde immediately calmed down and looked at Cynthia with a smile. "Sister, why are you here?"

Linde had no special feelings towards the war nuns, but Cynthia was an exception because of the physical hygiene lesson the night before and the agreement to return to secular life.

"Of course it's for the mission," Cynthia explained. "Last night, Madam sent someone to inform us that we are going to a ruin in the mountains today. It is said that there are people living in it, as well as demonic spirits and even intelligent puppets."

To the Sisters of War, each of these was more heretical than the last, and each needed to be purified more than the last.

"There are demons and intelligent puppets. The elder sister was originally preparing to send all of them out to completely purify the place, but Madam said that this time we are not going there to fight, so only one of us will go as an expert on heresy."

"And then I came." Cynthia raised her finger and pointed at herself.

Lind nodded in agreement. Indeed, when it comes to demons, the Sister of War is indeed the most experienced expert in the camp. When it comes to evil gods and cultists, there are former Chaos Shamans like Fran, but when it comes to demons, they can only find these crazy women.

Since the end of the Great War, demons have rarely appeared in the real world. At the same time, in order to minimize the influence of evil gods among ordinary people, knowledge related to demons is strictly controlled. There are only a few groups in the Holy Empire who are qualified to learn knowledge related to demons, and the Sister of War is one of them.

From this perspective, it would be a reasonable choice to find a war sister to go with you, but what if she gets hot-headed and starts fighting?

"Sir Lind." Just when Lind was worried that sister Cynthia would do something drastic, Cynthia suddenly reached out and embraced Lind, holding him in her arms. "I heard that you refused to destroy the evil intelligent puppet? This is very heretical~"

Although she made a serious accusation, Cynthia's expression was not serious. Linde rolled his eyes, then raised his left hand and pointed to the hammer mark on the back of his hand, indicating that he had the official seriousness of the God Emperor.

"Since you have made your decision, I have nothing to say." Cynthia said seriously, restraining her smile. "I advise you to properly deal with the intelligent puppet and the individual in the cave after this is over."

"I will." Linder nodded.

After the young man and the royal sister, who had practiced physiology with each other, finished their whispers, Lind separated from Cynthia and walked outside the main tent, where many people had already gathered.

"Good morning, Son of God!" Judy, the chief of the Killer Rabbit Tribe who was summoned, led five snow-white rabbits and greeted Lind with trembling voice.

"Good morning, Son of God!!!" Then more than twenty sows roared in unison, the sound was so loud that it could even be heard in the farmlands in the distance.

"Good morning, good morning." Linde's ears were ringing due to the sound, and he awkwardly returned the greeting to the beastmen.

The purpose of going to the mine this time was to send the intelligent puppet back, and then use it as a stepping stone to talk to the man in the building in the mountain. Since they were not going to fight, Linde did not plan to bring many people.

According to the intelligent puppet, the person named Iksi Tal who lives in the building in the mountains is a homebody who has stayed in the building for thousands of years without moving. Regardless of why she has stayed in the building for thousands of years, according to Lind's experience, if you bring a lot of people to this kind of socially anxious homebody, she will think you are looking for trouble.

Moreover, the roads leading into the mountains are all narrow tunnels. Even with a lot of people, it is impossible to open them up, just like Marat's army at the mountain pass.

Before the meeting ended last night, everyone discussed and decided that in addition to the demon experts and magic experts, they would also need a number of laborers to escort the intelligent puppets and carry things back, as well as fighters to fight in a narrow environment in case of emergencies. Then they selected twenty pig beastmen and six rabbits.

As the initiator of this operation, Linde naturally had to go, and then the magic expert was Ilufa himself. Originally, Linde was against himself and Ilufa setting off at the same time. After all, if something went wrong, there would be no backbone in the camp.

"It doesn't matter. Elisa is almost of marriageable age, and she should be familiar with how to manage the camp." Ilfa explained. When she mentioned the marriageable age, the beautiful mother's eyes hinted wildly.

In addition, Lind also specifically requested to bring Efit along, the ostensible reason being that she would help him keep records, but the actual reason was that he was worried that she would do something when he was away. This also made Ilufa a little hesitant, wondering whether to bring Alisa along as well.

"Let's go!" After everyone arrived, with Lind's order, the two pig beastmen carried the intelligent puppet out of the camp with wooden sticks like carrying a pig.

Chapter 303 On the Road

The area of ​​Aiwozhen Island is not small. According to the survey of the immigrants and the data provided by the Mother Earth, the area is about four times the size of Tongliao.

Originally, the sphere of influence on the island of Ivozhen was roughly divided into two parts, the north and the south, separated by the central mountain range. The new beastmen who believed in the Mother Earth were mainly concentrated in the southern half, while the Chaos Beastmen who still believed in the Chaos God gathered in the northern hemisphere.

Since the divine power cannot affect the northern half, the Mother Goddess of Earth is not clear about the situation in the northern part of Aivozhen Island, and the map given to Lind only shows the southern part, with the Central Mountain Range as the boundary. But now, the Chaos Beastmen occupying the south have been wiped out. All that needs to be done next is to wait for the Son of God to unify the new Beastmen on Aivozhen Island and then expand to the north to open up the entire map.

But now, Lind's first priority is to go to the iron ore mine and visit the homegirl who is hiding in the ruins in the mountains.

It takes about half a day to walk from the camp to the iron ore mine, which is not too far. Not long ago, due to safety reasons, it was impossible to stably mine iron ore here. The two times we came here, we bombed it and ran away. But with the biggest crisis resolved, long-term stable mining will be put on the agenda.

There were not many people in the team heading to the mine, less than 30 in total. After all, they were here to visit, not to fight. To be honest, Linde actually wanted to recruit him. It was a waste for such a powerful magician to hide in the mountains. Besides, there was only one high-level magician in the camp, Ilufa, and she was a countess. She had other important work to do, so she couldn't do everything herself, right! ?

"Okay, let's keep going." Here, Lind finished communicating with a team of about thirty new beastmen he met on the road, guided them to the camp, and then returned to the main force.

"This is the second group of beastmen today." Ilufa sat on a rock and looked at Linde who had returned with a half-smile. "How many more beastmen will come to join you in the future?"

"This is all due to the master's extraordinary charm!" Faith, who was just appointed by Lin De as the chieftain of the pig beastmen in the camp yesterday, echoed excitedly.

The road from the camp to the mine was not far, only about half a day. However, during this half-day journey, Lind had already encountered two groups of new beastmen who came to join him.

There will be more and more new beastmen coming to join us, and this has been foreseen long ago, but the problem is that it seems that the number of new beastmen coming to join us will be large.

In just a few days, including the Goat Tribe and Killer Rabbit Tribe that came first, there are already more than three digits of new Beastmen coming to join us.

"Linde, I'm not blaming you, but you also know that the camp's capacity is limited. It is impossible to let all the new beastmen stay in the camp, so we need to make plans early." Ilfa warned Linde.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I know what I'm doing." Lind nodded. "Let's continue on our journey!"

After saying goodbye to another wave of new beastmen who came to join them, the group continued on their journey and arrived at their destination around two o'clock in the afternoon.

There was no change here since the last time I left. The traces of the two mining operations were also preserved intact, one halfway up the mountain and the other at the foot of the mountain. Everyone was not in a hurry to go in, but rested there first and went in after lunch.

While everyone was eating, Linde moved closer to the intelligent puppet.

"Would you like to eat?" Sitting down next to the puppet, Lind handed the lees bread in his hand to the puppet.

"Do you think there's any place on my body where you can stuff anything?" The puppet, tied to a stick like a pig, mocked Lind rudely.

"No, but I'm just talking. I won't give it to you even if you want it." Linde took the bread back with a smile and put it into his mouth happily.

"I wish I had a mouth so I could spit on your bread." said the intelligent puppet viciously.

Unlike the rough black bread that other people eat, Lind eats Efit's special wine lees bread, which has a delicate taste and is added with the leftover lees from winemaking, exuding a unique aroma.

From the corner of his eye, Lind noticed that every time he put the lees bread into his mouth, Efit's mouth corners would unconsciously curl up, which made Lind wonder if computer accessories were added to the bread.

She is beautiful, capable, has a good personality, a great figure, decent craftsmanship, and is good at singing and dancing. If she didn't believe in the god of evil, Efit would be the perfect virtuous wife.

Too bad he's a cultist.

"Don't worry, I will send you back after we have rested. I will guarantee it as a knight." Lind said to the puppet after he finished eating the bread.

"Knight? What is that?" the puppet asked back.

"Well... to put it simply, it is a profession, a glorious and sacred profession." Linde said after thinking for a while.

At least in official propaganda, knights are indeed required to abide by virtues. Of course, in reality, robbery and cheating are commonplace for knights. Even Lind's father is a human self-propelled artillery, and his gun buddies are all over the Holy Empire. If nothing unexpected happens, there must be many of Lind's half-brothers and sisters in the aristocratic circle of the Holy Empire who have not been discovered by their victims.

"A glorious and sacred profession!?" The puppet seemed to have heard something funny. "How dare a barbarian call himself glorious and sacred!?"

"...If you call me a barbarian, I cannot guarantee that you will be intact when I return you." No matter who it is, it is unlikely that they can remain calm if they are constantly called a barbarian. Buddha can only endure it three times. This mouthy puppet has called Lind a barbarian three times.

The puppet also stopped while he was ahead and shut up and stopped provoking Lind.

"The otaku girl you're talking about isn't human, right?" After a while, when Lind felt that the puppet's anger had almost subsided, he continued to ask. "It's impossible for a human to live more than a thousand years, and it's unlikely for an elf either. What race is she?"

"Even if I tell you, you barbarian... Magic Toad Clan, respected Knight." After the magic sword was placed on the puppet's neck, the puppet immediately changed its words and answered respectfully.

"The Toad Tribe?" The puppet's answer left Lind puzzled. "What race is this?"

"Hey! I'm asking you a question!" Seeing that the puppet didn't respond for a long time, Linde urged dissatisfiedly.

"Respected Knight, your question is so broad that I don't know how to answer you."

"If I must give a definition, the Magic Toad Tribe is a race that looks like a frog, has a long lifespan, and a high level of knowledge."

Chapter 304: The Magic Toad Tribe

The resident of the building in the mountains, the homegirl mentioned by the puppet, is not a human being. It can be seen at a glance that unless a human is deformed, it is impossible for him to have a hand with four fingers.

Unlike Earth, there is more than one intelligent race in this world. There are elves, dwarves, beastmen, and undead. There are also many more intelligent races that have not been discovered by humans and are hidden in various deep mountains and forests.

But this was the first time Linde had heard of the name Demonic Toad Clan.

The Magic Toad Clan, from the name, means toads with magic or magical powers, which is consistent with the figure, but the description of the magic puppet is that it looks like a frog, has a long lifespan, and a high level of knowledge. This description makes Lind feel awe.

Lind had never heard of this race. Of course, it was also possible that he was ignorant. After all, he was only thirteen years old and a knight's squire. There was no developed Internet in this world. If you wanted to find information, you could just search on the Internet. It was not surprising that there were races that he didn't know about.

He himself didn't know, but others might not know. Linde directly called everyone else who might know.

Soon, Efit, Cynthia and Ilufa were called over by Lind, and the three beauties lined up in ascending order of age.

"The Toad Tribe?" Lind told the three people opposite what the puppet had just said. Cynthia was the first to frown. "Is there still such a race?!"

"Sister, as an expert on heresy, have you heard of this race?" Lind asked.

"Let me correct you first, Sir Linde. I belong to the Blood Rose Monastery. The Blood Rose Monastery is mainly responsible for dealing with evil gods and heretics. Alien races are not our specialty, so this is just a side job."

"But I have indeed never heard of the Demonic Toad Clan, at least not in the information I have access to." Cynthia shook her head in denial.

"I haven't heard of the Magic Toad Clan either." Irufa crossed his arms, highlighting his magnificent size, and pressed his fingers on his temples as if thinking and recalling. "The one in there should be a powerful magician, and the name of the Magic Toad should mean a race that is good at magic, but I have never heard of it."